Read Warped, if you find the time. Pretty please?

Icicles are hanging in my cranium. Severe case of writer's block. Or laziness, maybe. . . Anyway.

I apologize for the shortness of this chapter, yet again. My computer's keyboard has gone haywire. Le sigh. Even electronic devices are turning against me…

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From behind Paul, Jesse hooted loudly as he took several steps back. Reversing direction, he took long strides, building them up into a running jump. His feet seemed to be whirring round and round; they were moving that fast.

Brown hair flew messily about his face, framing it in a dark-colored halo. His measured steps were bringing him closer to the foot of the bed, a few feet away from where I was standing, staring at him.

Pupils concentrated at an upwards angle, Jesse completed his last stride and took a large jump.

Leaping agilely into the air, his muscles flexed as he grabbed the chandelier, carefully avoiding the melting wax and tall, luminous orange flames. He swung to and fro, hanging precariously from the golden perch. His large hands kept a secure grip on the chandelier.

Which was eight feet above the floor.

How the hell had he gotten so high up, anyway?

And he was making chimpanzee-like noises. Not to insult them or anything, but those sounds are NOT attractive. No, not even with Latino hotties like Jesse.

He swung himself forward, making use of his momentum to propel himself further… to land, hard, on the ground.

Taking Paul down with him. I think I heard something crack when his head came into contact with the floor…

HA. Serve him right for being such a jerk. I mean, trying to rape me was just despicab—

Oh! I blushed hotly as my gaze dropped to my chest. Oops.

I scurried towards the bed, grabbed my shirt and pulled it back on, not bothering with my bra. Hello, Paul totally trashed it when he ripped it off me. And I'd only just gotten it from Victoria's Secret a week ago… This was expensive material! He could at least have spared a thought for my friggin' purse before submitting to his overwhelming desire to ravage my—um, a certain part of my body.

Jeez.

I looked back at where Jesse and Paul lay, or rather, where Jesse lay on Paul. And I just gawked. I must have looked like an idiot, what with the whole jaw on floor and all.

But I have a good reason. Really.

Because Jesse was using his tail—yes, his BROWN, FURRY, MONKEY-LIKE TAIL—to strangle Paul. It wrapped slowly around Paul's neck, looking for all the world like a sinister necklace come alive.

Paul's eyes bugged out in horror as it squeezed, the individual veins in his neck standing out with startling clarity. His eyebrows rose high on his forehead, and his face turned red, blue, then purple with the lack of air…

Exactly what the bastard deserved.

Suddenly a shriek spilt the air.

It was only later that I realized it had erupted forth from my mouth…

Hordes of furry ancestors poured out from the edges of the large room—apes, chimpanzees, chimps, gorillas, orangutans. They seemed to shimmer with an unearthly glow as they melted through the walls.

Emitting small yowls and wails—the little ones that is—of hyperactivity and pleasure, they moved right, left, up, down… Bounding, lumbering, and stomping heavily. Strange shades of fur was scattered everywhere. The larger primates staggered around, crashing into the walls and bed, many narrowly missing the spot where Jesse and Paul lay. Then a particularly off-course gorilla lurched forward…

And Jesse's head was right in his path.